[0:00–0:18 | INTRO — Rhodes, breath, isolated violin] Don’t wake yet… Morning can wait. I’ve spent enough of my life rushing beautiful things. Stay. ⸻ [0:18–0:54 | VERSE 1] I used to love with one hand on the door, Learned how to leave before leaving could hurt more. Kept every promise at arm’s length from my chest, Called it being careful— truth is, I was scared of being blessed. Then you came quiet. No fireworks. No disguise. Just patience in your hands and nowhere else in your eyes. You never tried to save me from my past. You just made a place where I didn’t have to mask. And somewhere between your breathing and mine, I stopped asking love for a warning sign. ⸻ [0:54–1:18 | CHORUS — strings begin to bloom] Where the light finds us, I don’t need a name for it. Your hand in mine already said what language couldn’t fit. I don’t need forever promised all at once. Just be here when the dark leaves. Be here when the morning comes. If love is more than feeling, then maybe this is trust— Nothing left to prove… Just where the light finds us. ⸻ [1:18–1:54 | VERSE 2 — bass becomes more melodic] I know your silence now. The kind that means you’ve had enough. The kind that doesn’t need advice— just somewhere soft to land. So bring me your tired. I won’t make you explain. You held my heart through winter; I can sit beside your rain. That’s what nobody tells you: Love ain’t always butterflies. Sometimes it’s reheating dinner when the whole damn day went sideways. Sometimes it’s “text me when you’re home.” Sometimes, “I remembered.” Sometimes love looks ordinary— until you know what it survived. And I’ve seen enough illusion to recognize what’s true: Peace doesn’t make my heart race. It makes my heart choose you. ⸻ [1:54–2:18 | CHORUS] Where the light finds us, I don’t need a name for it. Your hand in mine already said what language couldn’t fit. I don’t need forever promised all at once. Just be here when the dark leaves. Be here when the morning comes. If love is more than feeling, then maybe this is trust— Nothing left to prove… Just where the light finds us. ⸻ [2:18–2:43 | BRIDGE — drums disappear, violin answers phrases] Maybe forever is too big for one night. Maybe it’s smaller. Maybe it looks like— You knowing how I take my coffee. Me knowing when you need quiet. Your coat over my shoulders. My fingers finding yours without looking. Maybe forever isn’t one promise. Maybe… it’s a thousand little choices that keep choosing us. ⸻ [2:43–3:11 | OUTRO — full string bloom, rhythmic convergence, Rhodes, solo violin, no drums] Where the light finds us, let the whole world wait outside. We’ve both been through enough to know what doesn’t need to hide. I won’t ask forever to arrive before it does. Just be here when the dark leaves. I’ll be here when morning comes. If love is what keeps standing after everything gets touched— Then I know what this is now. I know what this is… us.
